The Bad - I got bitten by a #$#$#$% dog

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Today's hike had the good, the bad and the funny. Getting the bad out of the way first: There I was, still 7 km from town, minding my own business behind some cows, thinking how funny it was that an hour or so before sunset I'm basically walking the cows home, when out of nowhere a dog came running up behind me and attacked me. It happened so fast! I got two deepish gashes on my calf before I could kick the thing off. I was too shocked to give chase and continued hiking. Lucky I was wearing jeans, so the gashes were not too deep and the blood could soak into that as I never walk with a first aid kit. Cleaned out the wounds with tee tree oil when I got home and washed it out with tar soap. That should take care of any nasties. Quite a mess to clean up and lucky no stitches needed - I would not even know where to go. Lucky me also it was a solo hike. Dalene was hysterical enough on seeing the gashes, I hesitate to think what would have happened had she actually been with me. Now she'll be all anxious whenever I go hiking, grrr. I need this like I need a hole in my head. I do not like dogs. I think all dog owners should 7 foot fences and muzzle and leash their dogs as soon as they leave the premises. As for the "aw cute doggie don't worry he won't bite" argument - no. Dogs bite. They all bite, period. As for the licking thing - gross. I'll have to consider hiking with a stick now. Mostly the dogs here just bark and go away. And I suppose they want food. I don't like being the food though.